Plainfield High School - Milestone Yearbook (Plainfield, NJ)

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THE ORACLE in! The summary is: SINGLES. Van Eps ) SS j Van Eps ; Rocap ) Rocap Rocap | Platt i 6-0 6-0 7-5 6-0 | | Best l Van Auken t } Van Auken | 6-3 7-5 | Van Auken | + VanAuken | 7=5 6-3 | Long ) Long 6-3 7-5 J | Lapsley i 6-0 6-0 J | | Beers ) Beers | ‘Travell i 6-3 6-0 ‘ Briggs 6-0 8-6 3-6 8-6 r Briggs | | Briggs ) Briggs 3-6 6-3 6-3 | | Brakeley j 6-1 6-4 | | | Miner ) Miner | [ Briggs | = j | ; ache Or 3 75 | r Miner | J Smith Smith | 5D ED | SS J DOUBLES. Miner Van Auken } Slawson Meeker j 6-0 6-1 Rocap Briggs Van Auken Miner Van Auken Miner ) | 8-6 6-3 | Rocap Briggs ) Bye j Van Auken Miner Brakeley Beers } 6-o 6-1 6-2 Brakeley Beers ) 3-6 6-3 6-2 j Brakeley Beers ) Best Travell j L 1 (nC (ommend oT Childrens’ Superstitions. ‘Prince thou art—the grown-up man tributes it to his ‘‘bad luck,” and, Only is republican.” in his philosophical way, tries to Yes, the ‘barefoot boy” is a forget it. The charmed four-leafed prince whose domain is the open field. Heis a careless, happy, super- stitious little monarch, having no written law, but deciding all weighty questions by lottery and signs. The magic rhyme, ‘“‘ Eena, meena, mina mo,’’ chooses irrevocably the leader ina game. Should any mis- fortune befall him, he merely at- clover is a treasure that he spares no trouble to secure, and a horse- shoe hung over a door prevents the entrance of the most powerful genii of evil intentions. He never forgets to close his eyes and wish while eating the first strawberry of the season. The white marks that appear on hisfinger-nails disclose to him that he has

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10 THE ORACLE won by Thompson with a put of 33 feet, 4 inches. T he last event of the day was the class relay race won by the Class of 1903, which entered the following team: Con- ant Moore, Van Auken and Miner. 1905 finished second and 1904, third. 1906 did not enter. A Day In Camp. On Monday evening, November 3, the Battalion gave a military entertainment in Franklin Hall, for the purpose of raising funds to enable the boys to take part in the military competitive drill for school cadet corps and military acade- mies, which is held each spring at Madison Square Garden. This pro- ject forms a partof the Battallion’s schedule for the year, as planned by Major Murphey. The members of the Battalion presented ‘“‘A Day in Camp,” the program consisting of various drills. Between the num- bers of the program buglers Thompson and Briggs gave the proper calls, which added much to the martial effect of the evening, A squad under Captain Lane gave the litter drill in a very com- mendable manner. Captain Van Auken’s wall-scaling squad went through their drill with a snap and precision which won much ap- plause. The Butt’s Manual squad under First Lieutenant Moynihan showed how the athletic training of the soldiers in the army is looked after. Captain Moore’s bayonet squad also won considerable ap. plause by their proficiency. In place of mess, speeches were made by the Rev. L. E. Livermore and Rev. Frank Fletcher, Civil War vet- erans, and by Edgar W. Williams, Secretary of the Cuban Evacuation Committee. Charles L. Lewis sang several excellent solos. The pro- gram ended with a vivid night at- tack on the camp by an unseen foe, who were quickly repulsed. After the entertainment, the remainder of the evening was spent in danc- ing. Those in charge of the affair were Major E. Douglas Murphey, Adju- tant George L. Babcock, Quarter- master L. T. Koons, First Lieuten- ant A. F. Conant and Second Lieu- tenant F. K. Anderson. About two weeks ago Mr. Mac- nab, our commercial teacher and military commandant, was oper- ated on for appendicitis at Muhlen- burg Hospital. The news came to us as unexpectedly as rain from out ashallow cloud ; but even as quick- ly came the happy words that he is rapidly recovering and will soon TECH. THE TENNIS TOURNAMENT. The first important athletic event of the school year was the Tennis Tournament. The list of entries was fully as large as last year’s, and thecontests were as interesting. Chester Briggs, ’05, won the Singles Championship, defeating in the finals Fred Van Auken, ’03, last year’s runner-up. Fred VanAuken and Vincent Miner, ’03, won the title in Doubles for the second time.

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12 A friend, a foe, A journey to go, A present, a beau, and a spider ambling over his blouse bears to him the message that a new shirt will soon replace the old one. Among the other treasures that make the prince’s pockts bulge is a lucky stone. His buttons are to him what the Sibyl- line Books were to the ancient Romans, for by telling on them the charmed words, Doctor, lawyer, beggar, thief, Richman, poorman, Indian chief, he discovers his future vocation. And by the same power he can tell whether his bride shall wear “silk, satin, calico or rags.” Our Prince believes implicitly in fairies. Indeed, the Principality would be robbed of half its splendor if its mas er could not enrich it by frequently “ building castles in the air,’ and peopling them with fairies, giants, or other fantasies. He dearly loves to lieinsomeshady nook on a summer day, and enjoy the luxury of a day-dream. He wishes a good fairy would change him into a butterfly and send him in this disguise on a mission to all the fairy courts in the garden, for there are numberless fairy palaces inthat charmed place. In the garden there is the Palace Purity, a great, white palace, with only one entraice and one inhab- itant, the Queen. Her Majesty is tall and stately. She is always robed in cloth of gold and closely shrouded in a veil of dainty filigree THE ORACLE lace. Ordinary mortals call her residence the Calla Lily. If he finds Her Majesty of the Palace Purity too exclusive, he flitters away to a more sociable atmosphere, where crowds of yellow-haired maidens gossip and play together in . the democratic hall of the Rose Peony. The flaunting color of the Poppy might lure him, as Comus did the lady, but he will not be tempted to join the revelers in their spacious banquet hall, lest, under the influ- ence of a subtle potion, he might be detained against his will. Creep- ing over the velvet carpets of the Pansy, he knocks at the door of his cell and begs the tiny hermit king within to teach him his soothing art. Forget-Me-Not, shy little im- itator of your god, the firmament, you change from rosy dawn to blue day. How could a charmed butterfly forget you? He has the whole summer day before him, and he will gladly tarry a while to frolic with the five little sisters within your azure circle. . There is a Tulip hard by that looks invit- ing. Our butterfly approaches, but when he has gained the doorsill he hesitates, and instead of giving the usual fairy salute, he expresses his opinion in round terms to the despotic ruler of that castle. The Tulip king is a great stout fellow, wearing a three-cornered crown; and, despite the fact that he is upon free soil, he has negro slaves in attendance. If hard-pressed by some greedy fledgling, he will never be at a loss